Just got back from Shea, er, RFK...the Mets appeared to be having a scrimmage with some local yahoos. Pretty silly.
Horrible game notwithstanding, it was nice to be there with a lot of fellow baseball fans (Mets fans I guess qualify) enjoying a beautiful fall evening - maybe we'll get a taste of October baseball someday here in D.C.
I do have to hand it to Julio Franco...watching him play is like seeing some Inca mummy with a bat blasting balls 430 feet. Unreal...